Because he held me with the right combination of tight enough to feel secure and loose enough to move.

    Because she smiled at me like there was something more in my eyes than I knew I was saying.

    Because his hair always smelled like clean grass.

    Because he always understood me.

    Because I felt confident in the strength of their convictions that I was really the best girl on earth.

    Because he was my best friend.

    Because she was my best friend.

    Because I want them to both know things that I never told them.

    Because I still love him.

    Because I know she still loves me.